27 March 2006
Off to Venice tomorrow. Looking forward to it. We are armed with three travel books, an email of recommended eateries and drinkeries from a Venetian, Enrico Fantasia, who lives in Dublin. The eldest, Hanna, is driving us to the airport. When we get back, Sasha will probably have been delivered of her daughter. And, all being well, my middle daughter, Zoe, won't have been delivered of her offspring (sex unknown). With any luck, the Steinberg MI4 System will have been delivered so that the youngest daughter, Beth, can write some hit tunes and buy me a motor bike. We live in hopes. See you later.
